The Queen would like me to introduce her. Well, here goes. She is from
the twelfth century: however time means nothing to her. She enjoys
twenty-first century amenities. Her heart is resolute that war is
obsolete. She goes about her days like the free spirit she is. As the
writer of these ditties, I discovered her one day when she helped me put
down in words the opening poem about earrings. It gave me a giggle and I
wondered who she was and what else she had to say. I read this first
poem to an author friend (who was reading the Wall Street Journal and
having his breakfast coffee on the back deck.) His response was "That
took courage." That did it, I was caught in the space of framing my
thoughts through a 12th century perspective and The QUEEN began to
speak. I like to play around with rhyme. Poets have carte blanch anymore
to follow no rules. The disciplines of old are no more. The little book,
The Queen, is an example.